I am really sorry everyone (◡﹏◡✿)
It has been a while, unfortunately much longer than I ever intended! I owe you all an apology for vanishing without a word. My exchange in South Korea turned out to be busier than I had imagined, and before I knew it, so much time had passed (´▽｀ ；)
I now understand why some translators just disappear. You just feel guilty when you do not have anything to post, and that guilt makes it even harder to come back. Still, I have been reading all your comments, and I am incredibly grateful that you are reading my translations.
I noticed that another translator, Azila18, has picked The Elegant Dancing Years up, so I will be dropping The Elegant Dancing Years as long as they or someone else continues updating it. However, I still had two chapters translated as part of an attempt to create a stockpile, so I will post them now. Thank you again for reading!
Upon hearing this, Qi Xutian’s eyes darkened, and the smile at the corner of his lips took on a hint of coldness. “Ming’er, if you want to invite more punishment, just say a few more words. Your Father Emperor will make sure you are punished until not a single word can escape that little mouth of yours again.”
His body was suddenly pressed down, and Qi Mingyue felt the hard object between his legs continuously thrusting inside him. Panting, he had no choice but to wrap his arms around Qi Xutian’s neck, meeting those devouring eyes. The burning lust and anger within made Qi Mingyue curl his lips. “……Father Emperor, are you unhappy?” he asked, locking eyes with Qi Xutian as he returned the same question 1 .
Qi Xutian snorted coldly before fiercely kissing the lips before him, which kept parting and closing. One hand held his Ming’er’s waist, while the other played with the desire in front. Swallowing the soft moans and gasps that escaped from his Ming’er’s mouth, he claimed every reaction of the other’s lips and tongue with a domineering kiss, tinged with a hint of anger, as if venting his dissatisfaction. Although he knew his Ming’er had his own past, hearing it spoken aloud still made him extremely displeased. The thought of his Ming’er once holding others and that so-called partner he had mentioned caused Qi Xutian to frown. In a low voice, he said, “It is Ming’er who has made your Father Emperor unhappy. Even if you beg for mercy later, your Father Emperor will not let you go.”
“Beg for mercy? Father Emperor must be joking…… Mingyue…… is not someone who begs for mercy……” Qi Mingyue trembled under the relentless thrusts and the burning hardness inside him, barely managing to form words as he responded in broken fragments. Meeting Qi Xutian’s intense gaze, he leaned in closer, teasingly slipping his tongue inside. Hooking one arm around the other’s neck, he raised himself to meet Qi Xutian’s demands, revealing not a hint of fear.
“In that case, your Father Emperor could hardly wish for more.” Qi Xutian licked his lips, his eyes narrowing slightly. A faint curve appeared at the corners of his lips, and in his eyes, filled with rising desire, only the figure of the young man before him was reflected. The slightly disheveled hair, the moist, hot lips, and the shared look of desire in Qi Mingyue’s eyes. Usually cool and reserved, Qi Mingyue’s expression was now replaced by a smoldering passion, and the indescribable allure only deepened Qi Xutian’s anticipation to see just how crazy his Ming’er would become under the spell of desire.
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The faint sounds of movements, the deliberately suppressed gasps, and the occasional wet noises filled the once quiet Imperial study with an erotic and enchanting atmosphere. Behind the writing desk on the Imperial Throne, the entwined figures of the two were bathed in the warm hues of the winter twilight, casting ambiguous shadows on the ground as their enticing, thought-provoking movements continued.After their moments of passion, Qi Mingyue lazily leaned against Qi Xutian’s chest, his clothes still disheveled, and the not yet completely soft member remaining inside him. Just as he was about to get up, Qi Xutian stopped him. He looked up in confusion, only to be met with a gentle kiss on his lips and his Imperial father’s soft whisper in his ear, “Let your Father Emperor hold you a little longer. Ming’er is about to leave the palace 2 , and your Father Emperor will need to worry again. Why not stay a little longer and keep your Father Emperor company over the next few days?”
“Does Father Emperor wish for Ming’er to keep him company like this?” As if hinting at something, his hand slipped into Qi Xutian’s slightly open collar, fingers slightly caressing inside. Suddenly, he felt the thing inside him showing signs of getting hard again. Meeting his Imperial father’s smiling eyes, he heard the slightly deep voice answer, “If Ming’er is willing, your Father Emperor can keep you company like this all the time. What does Ming’er think?”
“As long as it is truly what Father Emperor wants, Mingyue does not oppose.” Thinking about leaving the palace, Qi Mingyue’s heart softened. It had not been long since he reunited with his Imperial father, and they had to part again. Although he would return before the ceremony for establishing the Crown Prince in a month, he had already made his Imperial father unhappy. Offering more comfort was only right. “Mingyue will remember to return to the palace early. Father Emperor, please don’t worry.”
“Ming’er, don’t do as you did last time, going to the restaurant with others, eating, drinking, and playing music for them. If you do that again, your Father Emperor will not let you go so easily.” Qi Xutian’s voice carried a warning as he caressed Qi Mingyue’s cheek, his fingers stroking the slightly swollen lips. By chance, his gaze fell on the crimson marks trailing down Ming’er’s fair, clear neck from the open collar of his garment. Recalling the other’s appearance just moments ago and how his Ming’er’s supple body had trembled in his embrace, Qi Xutian felt the desire buried within him stir and harden once more.
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Hearing Qi Xutian mention that day, Qi Mingyue suddenly remembered that he still had not told him about what Ruan Tianqi had mentioned. He naturally noticed the change in the hardness inside him and, thinking about the matter he was about to discuss, he shifted his body slightly. “Father Emperor, wait a moment, Mingyue has something to say……” But before he could finish, his words were abruptly cut off by a sudden thrust, leaving him only time to let out a soft moan. As his body moved with the rhythm, Qi Mingyue helplessly called out, “…… Father Emperor.”“What is the matter? Ming’er, just say it. Your Father Emperor is not stopping you from speaking.” With a wicked curl of his lips, Qi Xutian watched as the young man’s fair and clear face once again flushed with the color of desire. Satisfied, he let out a soft laugh. Moving his lips to Qi Mingyue’s neck, he added a few more kiss marks over the already crimson traces.
Being aroused by him again, Qi Mingyue had no other choice but to endure the rising pleasure. Thinking of what he had intended to say earlier, he gasped and opened his mouth to speak. “On the road that day…… I met someone…… and learned from him that……” Before he could finish, the sudden increase in speed left him unable to complete his words. Hot breath brushed his ear, and he heard his Imperial father’s low voice, “Ming’er, you really are not paying attention. Daring to mention others at this moment. It seems that your Father Emperor has not satisfied you yet, so a double punishment is needed.”
Qi Mingyue still wanted to finish his previous words, but with the continuous thrusts of the burning hardness inside him, he barely managed to utter half a sentence, “Father Emperor…… do you know someone named Lan Jin…… he……” Before he could finish, the scenery shifted. The bookshelves and curtains behind the chair disappeared from his view, and so was his Imperial father’s face. Instead, he found himself facing a writing desk covered with memorials. From behind, he heard his Imperial father’s dangerously husky voice, “Ming’er, that is already a second man’s name to pass your lips. Could it be that your Father Emperor truly cannot satisfy you, hmm?”
Lying on the desk, the familiar breath covered him from behind. His spread legs were pulled even wider. Qi Mingyue felt the heat between his thighs slowly withdraw, only to suddenly re-enter. The huge thing that kept twitching and rubbing against the Bai Fu and the remaining fluids of passion in his body, created lewd sounds. His Imperial father’s hand wrapped around his member, and a moan escaped his lips. In the few clear thoughts that remained, he wondered how his Imperial father knew that Lan Jin was a man, even though he had not mentioned it. It seemed that person was indeed famous, confirming that Ruan Tianqi’s words were true. Remembering what had been said last time, he still wanted to ask more, but before he could think further, the dizzying pleasure pushed all thoughts aside. Turning his head, he drew closer to his Imperial father’s face, their lips meeting as he sucked on the other’s tongue. In the shared breaths, the heated gasps between them only fueled their desire further.
Qi Xutian gazed at the young man lying on the writing desk beneath him. The slightly turned neck revealed a few enchanting red marks and an enticing curve, with strands of hair fluttering with each soft breath. Everything before him seemed to inadvertently stir his desire. As he continued his movements, he listened to his Ming’er’s blissful moans, feeling the heat within him intensify. It seemed that as long as he was with his Ming’er, it would never be enough.
Outside the Imperial study, Liu Yi, who had been waiting for a long time, was staring at the sky, his expression unchanged and still as emotionless as ever. The bodyguards still remained at a distance, and as the evening twilight descended, they grew concerned, wondering if something major had happened in Cang He. Otherwise, His Majesty would not have been so cautious as to summon His Highness the Crown Prince for a discussion and still not have come out after such a long time. Usually, when ministers were summoned, they were dismissed in no time. There had never been such seriousness as today.
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The bodyguards stole a glance at the motionless figure of Head Steward Liu, noticing that he still showed no sign of emotion, giving nothing away. The bodyguards all very admired him, praising in their hearts that he was worthy of following His Majesty for so many years. They had heard that, back when His Majesty still was a Prince, he had encountered Head Steward Liu by chance on the road and accepted him as a subordinate. Now, it seemed that His Majesty truly had a keen eye for people. After all this time waiting, Head Steward Liu’s expression had not changed in the slightest. No wonder he had remained by His Majesty’s side all these years without ever provoking him. They, as the bodyguards, should learn too how to gauge the Emperor’s mood to prevent any unforeseen circumstances.Seeing the bodyguards standing vigilantly around the Imperial study, their solemn expressions caught the attention of the passing palace attendants and ministers, who were all left astonished, wondering what had happened. When they saw Head Steward Liu also guarding the door, it was clear that His Majesty must be discussing important matters inside, and none dared approach to ask. With anxious hearts, they watched from a distance, each contemplating whether any news had arrived from An Yang. Could it be that Cang He was facing a war? Or perhaps the Eldest Prince, who was the Abnormal Star, was causing trouble in Tanzhou 3 . Maybe it was the Third Prince, with impure blood 4 , causing a scene in prison, troubling His Majesty…… They all hoped it was not a serious issue that had been overlooked and discovered by His Majesty. If His Majesty became furious, they would all be implicated and punished.
The ministers, who were wandering around in the distance, stared at the closed door without blinking. The more they thought about it, the more uneasy they felt. Just at that moment, they saw the door of the Imperial study slowly open.
I cannot believe I left everyone hanging at this point in the story, my apologies (´∀｀;)
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